Jordan wants this, and I will do it for him. Smiling shyly, I look down at the seat before staring at Jordan. Then I start singing.
For the next few minutes, I sing everything for this man, not even caring that I have an audience. I love him and want him to know how much.
“Fuck, angel,” Jordan says softly after the song is over. His hand is tight around mine, but he doesn’t say a word for the next few minutes.
We pull up outside of the bar and everyone in the back gets out, walking on in without us. I unbuckle my seat belt, and I’m snatched out of my seat and into his lap, my legs on either side of his hips. The seat scoots back so I have more room.
“Angel” He drags my name out.
My heart is pounding out of my chest at the look on his face. His eyes are so full of emotion. I bring my hand to his face, needing to touch him.
“I fucking love you, angel. Way more than I fucking should, but I do. I want my babies in you, my ring on your finger.”
Oh my God. Tears flood my eyes and I blink, a tear rolling down my face. “I love you too, Jordan. You’re everything to me.”
I physically ache with how much I love this man. There are no words that explain how much I do.
“Fuck me,” Jordan whispers, looking all over me. He touches his lips to mine softly and so full of emotion. “Let’s get out of here, baby. I’m getting a hotel for tonight.”
“What for?”
He grins at me. “So I can fuck my woman.”
With that, I scoot out of his lap and into the passenger’s seat. Jordan puts the truck into drive and speeds out of the parking lot.
Jordan slams the hotel door shut and faces me. Grabbing the bottom of my shirt, I lift it over my head. I smirk while raising an eyebrow at him. He takes a step closer to me, and I unbutton my pants, wiggling my hips as I push them down my legs.
His clothes start joining mine on the floor. Every time I take an item off, something of his hits the floor until we are completely naked.
Jordan grabs my hand and leads me to the bed. I sit on the edge of the bed, and he moves down to his knees. He spreads my legs wide.
“Lay back, angel.”
I lie back and him ducks his head a split second before he’s on me. Sucking my stomach in, I tense at the sudden, intense pleasure.
His tongue, his teeth, and his lips bring me closer and closer to the edge with each movement for the next few minutes. A finger enters me and I moan louder. He adds another, and I move my hips, taking him deeper.
“Scoot farther up the bed.”
Through the fog of pleasure, I do as he wants and move up the bed. Jordan climbs up the bed and moves between my legs. His body lies fully on top of mine, his elbows on either side of my head, his face only inches away from mine.
He kisses me, and I dig my hands into his hair. I deepen the kiss. I feel him at my entrance. As he slowly moves into me, there’s a slight bit of pain, but nothing like before. He moves deeper and deeper until he is fully inside.
He stays still for a few seconds then leans back, looking down at me. “You good?”
“Never been better.” I teasingly run my nails down his back.
He slides out and back in. I moan and lock my legs together behind his back. He moves out and back in faster this time. Each time he does this, he gets faster and harder.
Gasping, I clutch his shoulder, trying to get ahold of myself. I thought before was good? Hell no! This is something else entirely. Jordan’s face darkens, and then he unleashes. He hammers into me hard, fast, and completely out of control.
I love every second of it.
Raising my head, I kiss him. His hand cups the bottom of my jaw. He moves even harder and I cry out into his mouth. I bring one hand to the back of his head, and the other drags hard down his back.
Jordan twirls his hips, and I freeze, my toes curl, and I clench hard around him. He pulls back and slams in. I throw my head back and come. Jordan comes a second later. His head is at the crook of my neck as we come down from our orgasms.
A few minutes later, Jordan moves inside me again. He’s already hard, but this time, he takes his time. His gaze never leaves mine as he makes love to me in such a loving way that I find myself crying through the whole thing. He kisses my tears away and I cling to him, my man.
“Angel.”
Opening my eyes, I immediately see Jordan, who is lying next to me, propped up by his arm.
“Hey,” I say sleepily and rise, kissing him loudly on the mouth. I lie back down and tuck the blanket under my neck.
Jordan moves his arm behind himself, and when his arm comes back around, he has a small, black box in his hand.
Is that…
My stomach drops, and I sit up. Jordan smiles at me and reaches for my left hand.
Oh my God.
I gulp and stare at the black box as he opens it. Right there in the center is a ring. There’s a huge diamond in the middle, and the band has small little diamonds on it.